- - Standard Tuning Intro: Verse: With my silicon jacket and my flat glass screen, I got the facts and the figures, typed 'em in with my fingers, got to Google a question 'bout the QuickTrip's nitrate fare. It ain't with the mud and the paint, you created the world, from the mud to the girl, except I'm colored so I can't get a job and I'm embarrassed I said it but you can see where it's headed. I want a new world and I'm gonna try to type in the numbers right and build us a sky and then divide it by seven so we can get us some light so we can see what we're doin' when we're doin' what we're doin'. I want a new world, and I feel terrible. I was punching the figures in and forgot a variable but, fuck it, it's done, it's time to make me a son. ( I got the fear and the pain, it's time to pass it on...... Verse: Oh, supercomputer please grant me my wishes, take care of my granny and plant me some fishes. Oh, mercy mercy, I'm on my knees, you made me a world all just to please you. We're starving beneath you, them zeroes can't cut it but I'm a fan of the ones but you're all so fickle 'bout watching the veins as the blood just trickles out..... Exit: I'm gonna sing a song, and it will break your soul. 12/05/13 Great song, hopefully somebody has the urge to play it :)